Lost Stars

“If you want to know, you might wanna sit down then.”
I didn’t question.
Once seated on the couch, he opened his mouth, “I murdered a man.”
I choked.


22. CHAPTER 22



It wasn’t planned. None of it ever was. But for whatever reason, Harry and I ended up together on his bed. Naked.

I think neither of us even had a clue how that happened, but one thing led to another and soon, we were looking at each other, wondering how we ever came to be. I believe I wasn’t just looking at him. I was glaring at him, perfection shining out from every part of him. He didn’t even have to try, and he could simply steal away my breath. I placed my fingers over his chest, and kissed him, trying to take in the very illusion of him. He ran his fingers through my hair, making his way to my back to unhook my bra, but I stopped. “Harry…”

He pulled away from me, shocked. “I’m sorry- I..”

I tried. “No, it’s just-”I turned my back to him so he could see.

The hideous mark of my past, only thing grateful about it being the fact that I couldn’t see it myself. It ran almost through the whole of my back, digging deeper into me at some places. I could feel Harry’s fingers tracing down the line, my body sizzling at his touch. I imagined him studying me, wondering how this ever happened, so I spoke. “I had a bigger brother in my last foster house. Jamie. He made me… do things. Bad things. And if I didn’t, this happened. And-”

I didn’t get to speak, not that I wanted to. I guess Harry knew that, so he pulled me into a tight embrace saying, “It’s okay. It’s okay.”

I nodded, trying to disappear in his arms.

“If it makes you feel any better, I’ve got this artwork here,” he pointed to the little faded mark on his upper thigh and added, “I got it when I fought with my sister to eat the last drop of glue. Although I didn’t get it, I did learn that Gemma doesn’t have nails. She has claws!”

I laughed a little.

I leaned forward and kissed his little scar, and he smiled. He moved to face my back and kissed the top of my scar, moving down with his lips all along the line till the very end. My skin froze at the touch of his lips, his fingertips on my back overwhelming me. I turned back to face him, his eyes smiling at me. I smiled back, gently kissing his cheek then his neck. He moaned, his fingers circling my neck then moving down to my waist. I pulled his wrists to my back, putting them on my bra hook. Harry drew his head back, a question in his eyes.

I smiled and nodded, and his pressed down his head to kiss me harder. His fingers worked to unhook my bra and I promptly took it off.

Harry kissed my neck while I tangled my fingers in his hair. I shut my eyes, his smell making him irresistible. While he went down to my collarbone and lower, I laid down my hands all over his back, clutching him harder with every kiss. I played my fingers along the elastic of his underwear, and Harry said, “Do it.”

We both smiled at each other and I pulled it down. He passed it down his legs and threw it on the couch. I could feel his arms around my waist. I kissed him, our tongues colliding again and again. I push his hands to go lower. He read my mind and pulled down my undies, making both of us smile even wider. “We’re so dirty,” I said.

“Oh miss. You don’t know half the thoughts in my mind,” he smirked.

I laughed a little.

“Hold on a moment,” he shushed me. He picked up a remote from the bed stand and hit PLAY. A Rolling Stones song started to play.

I looked at him. “Rock? Seriously, Harry?”

He looked down at me and shrugged, “I would changed it, but you look so divine right now, I just-”

He rushed down and kissed me hard, leaving both of us searching for breath in each other’s mouths. I shifted a little, and Harry placed himself on top of me, his warmth making it rain paradise. Our lips still sealed on one another, I slowly descended down placing my head on the pillows. I moved my legs to wrap them around his waist, his hands touching me everywhere from my neck, my collarbones, my breasts and lower.

I knew he was going for it.

Oh God, how I wanted him to.

With one mysterious look into my eyes, he did it. I dug my nails into his bare back. As soon as he thrust in, I moaned softly in pain, the pleasure of it slowly sinking in. He kissed my cheek and went in for another one. I moaned again, pulling him harder. He kissed my other cheek and pushed in again. I gasped at the pain, but Harry kissed my nose and my forehead then my lips. When we pulled away I said, “You’re beautiful.”

He kissed me firmly in reply.

I could feel him inside me, and I had never felt more complete in my life. I smiled at him, knowing for once that I had all that I needed right in front of me. I leaned forward to kiss him again, loving my ‘happily ever after’.

For a little while, Harry poured his eyes all over me, reading me like a letter, and then said, “I love you.”

I froze for a moment, my body suddenly dysfunctional. I looked at him, the world around me instantly blurring away. I couldn’t believe his words, but I knew he was the only one I’d say them back to.

“I love you too,” I said.

And the smile he gave back… No one can put a price on that.

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